A rose, clipped from its stem
Fell on the path I was walking on
I picked it up so carelessly
I never noticed its thorns

I saw the blood dripping out my finger
It reminded me of you
You who will never let me rot
You who are always at my side

The redness of the blood
Reminded me of your love
A love never-ending and true
A memory so reminiscent of the past

I was reminded of you when I saw the roses
Staring at the limp flower, I cried
All my tears poured out
Because you, my only hope, were gone




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